Actually, F3's Mum was feeling much better at her waist by now, and she was very concerned about the situation after Qin Yu went in.
"Did you catch that rat?"
"No."
"Ah?"
"Killed it on the spot!"
"With the same shoe?"
"I switched to another one."
"You, fatty, still have a sharp tongue! But thank goodness you were there, otherwise if the Young Miss got scared, it would be our fault, right? By the way, how come you're so good at throwing shoes? Did you practice in fights with that deadbeat of yours?"
"Something like that, I even gave this special move a very domineering name."
"What?"
"Birds Flying into the Forest."
"What does that name mean? Doesn't sound very domineering."
"Hitting a man's 'bird,' once I throw, it's always accurate and ruthless."
"..."
The wives who didn't want to become widows were as quiet as chickens.
In the inner room, Shangwen Lingyun held her teacup without moving an inch, looking quite perplexed.
